Rest awhile, weary child,
In the mighty arms of God.
Lay your head upon His chest,
Close your eyes and simply rest.
He knows all that you need,
He has heard, He has seen.
So come and lay your burdens down,
let His love surround and hold you.
Rest awhile, driven child in the shelter of His wings.
They have been a place of refuge to both homeless and kings.
Rest assured, He knows your needs.
He is the giver of good things.
From ages passed, to eternity He had promised to
Provide for you.
For you are His precious treasure,
He loves you without measure.
You are His delight, priceless in His sight.
And wherever you may go, may you always know,
The tender love of God for you, never failing ever true,
That tender love of God for you, never failing ever true.
Rest awhile, broken child and by healing hands of God.
Hands that hold the reeling spheres,
Will wipe away your tears.
He who makes all things new,
Will do the same for you.
He is faithful, good and true and he's promised to restore you
For you are His precious treasure,
He loves you without measure
You are His delight, priceless in His sight.
And wherever you may go, may you always know,
The tender love of God for you, never failing ever true,
That tender love of God for you, never failing ever true.
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